My Life...

I didn't know what to blog about. So I asked my brother. He told me to blog about stupid girls or something. I decided not to. Instead, I'll just give you a brief overview of my life right now.
I just took three quizzes on The Odyssey and two vocabulary quizzes. Totally aced the vocab quizzes considering I already knew half the words. The Odyssey quiz is a different story... I think I pretty much failed it. Well, I didn't really answer two questions so it's at least a B. I have to take a quiz in math tomorrow. I still have 2 more to make up in math then I have a mid-term to make up in science. Being out of school for 4 weeks is not as fun as it may sound. I just recently finished Pride and Prejudice... *sigh*. One can never read that book too many times. Today was my first full day back at school. I'm pretty tired. Only 16 more days left of school. I have a 4 day week this week and I'm pretty excited. This summer I am attending two camps and two family reunions. I have a church camp I'm attending then another camp that is extremely geeky. It's so geeky I'm not allowed to mention it on my blog in order to keep my reputation. *coughsamcough* I am reading a biography on Jane Austen as of this moment. I like Jane Austen, just not this biographer. She isn't very good. So that's my exciting life... ?

Good Quotes from a Movie I Love- Double Indemnity (Because I'm Bored and Writing a Paper on It)

I suppose you'll call this a confession when you hear it. Well, I don't like the word 'confession.' I just want to set you right about something you couldn't see because it was smack up against your nose. You think you're such a hot potato as a Claims Manager; such a wolf on a phony claim. Maybe you are. But let's take a look at that Dietrichson claim, Accident and Double Indemnity. You were pretty good in there for a while, Keyes. You said it wasn't an accident. Check. You said it wasn't suicide. Check. You said it was murder. Check. You thought you had it cold, didn't you? All wrapped up in tissue paper with pink ribbons around it. It was perfect - except it wasn't, because you made one mistake. Just one little mistake. When it came to picking the killer, you picked the wrong guy. You want to know who killed Dietrichson? Hold tight to that cheap cigar of yours, Keyes. I killed Dietrichson - me, Walter Neff, insurance salesman, 35 years old, unmarried, no visible scars...- until a while ago, that is. Yes, I killed him. I killed him for money and for a woman. I didn't get the money and I didn't get the woman. Pretty, isn't it?'

Phyllis: There's a speed limit in this state, Mr. Neff. Forty-five miles an hour.
Walter Neff: How fast was I going, officer?
Phyllis: I'd say around ninety.
Walter Neff: Suppose you get down off your motorcycle and give me a ticket.
Phyllis: Suppose I let you off with a warning this time.
Walter Neff: Suppose it doesn't take.
Phyllis: Suppose I have to whack you over the knuckles.
Walter Neff: Suppose I bust out crying and put my head on your shoulder.
Phyllis: Suppose you try putting it on my husband's shoulder.
Walter Neff: That tears it.


Walter Neff: Know why you couldn't figure this one, Keyes? I'll tell ya. 'Cause the guy you were looking for was too close. Right across the desk from ya.
Barton Keyes: Closer than that, Walter.
Walter Neff: I love you, too.

I Took a Quiz

So I took a quiz. It was to see what European city I belong in. Europe. I will live there someday. Anyway, so I took it and it said Amsterdam.

You Belong in Amsterdam

A little old fashioned, a little modern - you're the best of both worlds. And so is Amsterdam.Whether you want to be a squatter graffiti artist or a great novelist, Amsterdam has all that you want in Europe (in one small city).

*Sigh* I wish I lived there.

If you want to take this fabulous quiz, here's the link:

http://www.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/?newrightcolumn=yes&order=1

So ok. I blogged earlier but I decided to blog some more about a few things. First and foremost in everyone's mind, Pride and Prejudice!
Ok, so I read this book by Amanda Grange called Mr. Darcy's Diary. It is just that; his diary!!!! How exciting can life get? It is not much better than this. I loved it. There were some aspects I did not love about it (like the fact it wasn't written by Jane Austen) but I really liked how the author brought Mr. Darcy's thoughts more alive. Dannon: tell Janelle (sp?) she should read it. Then we can talk about it. Andrea and Samantha: read Pride and Prejudice or watch the six-hour version with me sometime. This is necessary!! Haylee: seeing as how you have so much time on your hands, you should probably read it, too. That is, if you haven't already and you want to. BTW, I hope everything goes well with your pregnancy just in case I forget to tell you. I'm not going to force anyone into anything but it just comes highly recommended from me. Dannon: I can't see your blog.
Next, I have some very very very very very good news. Sims 3 is coming out in 2009! OMBOB! My life could not get much better, I swear. Apparently, you can wander around the neighborhood without calling a taxi and you can see your neighbors while playing one family. Then you can customize everYTHINg about your Sims' body shape and face. Then, you can customize the Sims' houses and furniture by creating your own patterns if you wish or using the ones they pre-set. Then, you can buy them cars and go to work with them. Oh dear, oh dear it sounds so wonderful. I am so pumped. You have NO idea.
Oh and by the way, I am officially two inches taller since my surgery and taller than my mother. Thank you.

I'm Alive!

Haha. Like I was going to die. But yes, I'm home. I don't even have to go to school for two more weeks! I'm doing lots of sleeping...walking...and eating. There really isn't much else to do. I can't go in cars...well, I can I just don't like it because Michigan roads are crappy and i feel every little bump and pebble we roll over. Coming home from the hospital was NOT fun. I can't sit for more than 45 minutes. There's no bending, lifting, or twisting and I get straws in all my drinks. I've recieved six boquets, 5 plates of cookies, and lots of candy. However, the best thing I've gotten was a Dr. Pepper from my best friend (who is 4) Avery. She calls it my "special drink." (hahahaa). It hurts to laugh. As you can see, back surgery has its ups and downs.

Tomorrow

Holy Crap. It's like tomorrow. It's so mind-boggling. I just can't take it. Like I'm having back surgery tomorrow. I can't take it. Ok, good bye.

No Matter What Language, Three is Still Three

Deutsch: Drei
Francais: Trois
Espanol: Tres
English: Three

No matter what the language, three always equals three. Oh, the wonderful world of mathematics and counting!

Drei Tage verliessen.
Trois jours laisses.
Tres dias dejados.
Three days left.